
After eating and taking medicine, Safira fell asleep again. Anista stroked the soft cheek of her son's padlick. A single tear dripped from the corner of his eye. Flowing past his nose and finally dripping over Sapphira's tiny hands.
"Hiks.. Forgive Mother Nak, because your Mother is a kayak gini. Your Daddy was right, Mommy was wrong and has neglected to take care of you" he said
Yudha silently stared at the sound of his wife's voice. Evan was out with Bima when he came to deliver the file to Yudha.
Yudha put the files on her lap on the sofa. He stood up and walked over to his wife who was looking down with trembling shoulders.
A pair of burly hands that had always embraced him warmly were now coiling around his body. Yudha hugged her, she leaned her chin on the top of Anista's head and occasionally kissed her hair.
Anista still looked up at his face, he did not try to let go of Yudha's hand that was still holding her. But, Anista also did not speak anything.
"Go home" Yudha's voice sounded soft and desperate.
Finally Anista released Yudha's circle of hands. She stood up and turned to look at her husband.
"I don't know why, what's wrong with my heart? I don't know, obviously I just felt something hurt but there was no wound. It felt tight and very painful" Anista said
Yudha fell silent, Anista's words were truly a word describing his current state. His wife was really hurt and fragile. Yudha felt claustrophobic with the words that his wife had just uttered.
"The one thing I keep my trust in the person I believe in will always protect me and trust me no matter what. Keep going..."
Anista sighed as she felt her voice begin to choke in her throat. His eyes began to glaze over.
"So that guy broke my mind all this time He broke that trust until I felt like my protector was gone. I think someone stabbed my heart but wasn't hurt. It just feels like it's just hurting"
After saying that Anista immediately left the room. Leaving Yudha who was still silent with a sense of tightness increasingly agonized him. Anista's words actually managed to slap his consciousness.
What have I done? I really hurt my wife to that extent. Lord, help me to get my wife back and heal the wounds I have created in her heart.
Anista ran to the bathroom, leaning her body against the bathroom door she had locked. Tears were pouring down his cheeks.
"Why do I say that? Yudha will feel more guilty. Here I'm wrong, Nist is wrong. Why even Nist seems to blame Mas Yudha. Hiks.." Anista's raving sobbed
Anista held his chest "But it really hurts"
Both feel guilty and hurt in different ways. Both of them are equally sorry and do not want to lose each other.
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"How's Bim?" ask Yudha when Bima has just come
"Both were given the right punishment. Now the two have been detained" Bima replied smiling with satisfaction
Yudha nodded in understanding, she looked relaxed as Yudha was already not too concerned about the affairs of the two savages. All he thought about was his wife who was still at Bu Nina's house for almost a week.
"Then I want to go to the office first. There is a lot of work that I have to take care of as long as you are here" Bima said
Yudha nodded "Thank you for all the help Bim"
"No need to hesitate, sir"
Yudha smiled faintly, she felt lucky to have an assistant like Bima. The man who was always there in any circumstance for Yudha.
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A week passed after the day that Anista decided to return home to Bu Nina's house. Evan also he brought there by the driver.
Still with bandages wrapped around his head. Yudha carried Sapphira through the hallway of the hospital. Varinda and David did not come to pick up because they were busy preparing a welcome for the little boy.
Especially considering when Sapphira will soon be brought by Grandpa and Grandma. Although heavy, but Yudha and the others still have to let go. As long as they can still meet and watch if Safira's situation is fine.
On the other side was a woman who was crying so much in her mother's arms. The explanation he had just heard was really devastating to him.
Why I didn't even know this. Oh God, is Nist tea too selfish for ignoring Nist's husband all this time. Forgive Nist, O God for neglecting to be a wife.
"When will Fira be brought by the Eliana Tea family?" Ask Anista
Varinda stroked his daughter-in-law's hand "After Fira came home from the hospital today. Then we only have a week to be with him and explain everything"
Anista grew sobbing, she imagined how her husband would feel. He who had only been with Sapphira for a few months was this broken.
Moreover, Yudha who lived with Sapphira from the toddler was still in the womb of her ex-wife.
O Allah, M. Yudha... Hixes
"Let's go home soon Mam"
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"Why did you pick it up?"
The toddler's babble always makes Yudha confused to answer it.
Even after the talk of that time where both of them were equally injured. Anista visited Sapphira only twice and that too without speaking or greeting Yudha.
"Mother must rest a lot dear, will you take care of baby sister" said Yudha
Sapphira always sparkles when Yudha mentions the baby in front of her. She was so enthusiastic when Yudha said that she would soon have a baby sister.
Yudha smiled with relief as her daughter no longer questioned her mother. Although honestly Yudha also missed that figure very much.
The cheerful and warm woman who managed to make him fall in love again after a long time Yudha was let down with her love.
The car is parked in his yard. Yudha went down and carried Sapphira, and she went into the house, followed by her parents.
The main door opened and was immediately greeted by the sound of an inflatable trumpet and his family members who greeted him happily. Even the servants welcomed Safira's return.
"Welcome little Miss" they said in unison
"Bahh.. Fiya likes.." shouted enthusiastically from Safira with his speech that was still not really eloquent.
Yudha's gaze was fixed on a woman who was also holding a trumpet in her hand. Yudha could not believe that his wife was here. At their home and welcomed Sapphira's return.
Anista looked at her husband with a difficult look. She smiled and nodded her head as if she knew what her husband was thinking.
Oh my God, thank you. Alhamdulillahot. My wife has finally returned.
Seriate
Don't forget like her dankomen..